I’ve watched non-profits roll in with smartphone apps to fix poverty we didn’t create, and now it’s blockchain for sovereignty, NFTs for beadwork. Sounds real loud until you remember we’ve heard every white savior solution under this sun and most of them left us holding broken promises. You can’t crypto your way out of stolen land or murdered sisters. I want my kids to speak Lakȟótiyapi, not trade tokens on a platform owned by a man in Miami. If the power goes out in Pine Ridge again, and it will, I need water, not a digital ledger. But I won’t laugh at our people using any tool to survive — we’ve always bent what’s handed to us.